Chapter 41 If I didn’t speak first, the hero of the world, Mo Ganyun,
Fang Che took Mo Ganyun away, making Qiu Yun and others relieved.
In their judgment, Fang Che was just fine, but this Mo Ganyun was definitely a powerful obstacle on the road to winning the championship!
One left and one right, the two walked onto the ring step by step at the same time.
Fang Che from the left is handsome and handsome, with his big cloak fluttering as if he is walking on the clouds.
Mo Ganyun came from the opposite right side, walking like a dragon and taking steps like a tiger, with his big cloak rising and falling, like a moving mountain.
One is elegant, the other is solemn.
They are two extremely opposite temperaments!
Fang Che looked at it intently and sighed in his heart.
This Mo Ganyun has very upright eyes.
After reading a lot of people, you will understand that such a person with very upright eyes cannot be too bad even if he is bad.
Fang Che determined at a glance: This should be the same kind - a person who is also a guardian.
Mo Ganyun also felt the same way, and had a strange sense of identification with Fang Che opposite him.
There was a subtle feeling in the two people's hearts that they didn't want to be enemies.
In full view of tens of thousands of people, the two looked at each other for three seconds.
Then he sighed at the same time.
Onlookers: "????"
What is going on?
You two go up to each other and sigh at each other instead of fighting?
Could it be that you two went up there to sing opera?
...
"Classmate Mo."
Fang Che smiled warmly: "I have admired your name for a long time."
A smile appeared on Mo Ganyun's sharp and rigid face: "I have admired you for a long time." "
Brother Mo's name is very interesting." Fang Che said .
Mo Ganyun laughed and said: "When my father named me, he said that his greatest expectation for me was that one day, no matter where I am, if I don't speak first, there will be no heroes in the world!"
Fang Che laughed and said, "I guess that's what I mean. It's not because I don't dare to speak, haha."
Mo Ganyun smiled and said, "It's just that now, I feel a little sorry for this name. Now when others are in front of me, I still have to say what I want. How to say it."
Fang Che said sincerely: "One day, we will achieve it. When the time comes, wherever Brother Mo is, as long as Brother Mo doesn't speak, no hero in the world will dare to say anything!"
Mo Ganyun laughed loudly: "Thank you! Fang Brother, how do we fight?"
Fang Che said calmly: "When I saw Brother Mo, I had some concerns in my heart. I don't know how Brother Mo wants to fight? Why don't you tell me and let me see if it is what I think?"
Mo Ganyun laughed sincerely and said, "In that case, how about we compete with each other?"
Fang Che clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Just what I want!"
Mo Ganyun also laughed, and suddenly felt his mood Comfortable.
The interaction between people is actually very strange.
Some people see it right at first glance.
And people who don’t see it right at first sight often confirm their judgment after looking at it for a long time: I really saw this person right!
——He is still so annoying, and he is getting more and more annoying!
Both of them are wearing black cloaks.
They looked at each other and smiled, and instantly threw their cloaks away at the same time.
On the stage, two handsomely dressed young men suddenly appeared.
They are all tall and tall, with broad shoulders and straight backs, arms and waist, and long legs.
The body proportions are all perfect!
It's just that Mo Ganyun is a little bigger.
One is as handsome and elegant as a jade tree facing the wind, while the other is full of masculinity and fierce as a Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.
"Please!"
"Please!"
The next moment, the two of them seemed to have turned into two cheetahs hunting in the forest!
I only saw two figures moving, and the next moment, there was a loud bang.
Immediately, Mo Ganyun was seen taking seven steps back, while Fang Che on the opposite side opened his arms and flew back two feet like a big bird.
The moment his toes touched the ground, Fang Che spun around and rolled sideways to form a whirlwind. His tall and tall figure spun like a roller and rushed towards Mo Ganyun.
Come out with both fists!
Mo Ganyun took a step back and bowed slightly, like the posture of a tiger before hunting. The moment Fang Che's body approached, he turned sideways and thrust out both fists.
It is the most basic and most powerful move in boxing.
The tiger comes out of the mountain!
There was a dull loud noise, four fists slammed together, and the two separated again.
"Okay!"
Fang Che took three steps forward, lowered his waist and sat on his horse, and rushed out with his right fist like wind and thunder.
"Enjoyable!"
Mo Ganyun on the other side took the same posture and rushed towards him with a fist as big as a bowl.
The two fists collided again.
The two of them shook their bodies, retracted their fists, and then punched out again!
The speed is getting faster and faster.
Then there was a constant banging sound on the stage.
Don’t fight anywhere else, just punch each other!
Keep sparring!
Everyone watching the battle below almost had their eyes popping out.
No one cares about the competition of fists and kicks.
But compared to this, it's a bit scary.
It would not be surprising to everyone if Mo Ganyun, who was as fierce as an iron tower, chose such a head-on approach.
But no one thought that Fang Che, who looked as handsome and elegant as a woman, would actually choose this head-on style of fighting!
Never take a step back!
This contrast gives people a sense of fragmentation.
But full of passion!
The four fists were constantly clashing on the stage like iron!
Neither of them backed down after five hundred punches in a row.
Then they shouted loudly and retreated, and then stood up at the same time.
It's almost the same movement: one leg rests on the ground, and the other leg is stretched out fiercely.
No more punches, fight with the legs. Two long and slender legs were kicking each other violently in the ring!
The two calves collided like two steel pipes constantly colliding!
It makes everyone who sees it feel like their teeth are sore.
Although there were only two people, and comparatively speaking, they were only low-level warriors fighting, but it gave everyone an extremely tragic feeling.
It's like two stars colliding!
Sparks fly!
"Such a collision... doesn't it hurt?"
Both boys and girls below have an urge to rub their legs.
Without him, just looking at it made my legs sore.
"My cousin is so tough!"
Several girls looked at him with their mouths wide open, their eyes widened, and their hearts were shocked.
As the battle unfolded on the stage, I could only feel my heart pounding.
"So manly! So manly!"
Several boys looked at it with their mouths wide open, hissing through their teeth: "Is this leg... almost broken?" It
was like two Tyrannosaurus rexes colliding crazily on the stage.
As for Ding Jingran below the stage, the fire was beginning to burn above the autumn clouds, and Xie Gongping and the four others, the corners of their mouths twitched when they saw the two people fighting so brutally on the stage.
The feeling of "Fortunately it's not me who is fighting on the stage right now" suddenly arises in my heart.
Indeed, no one wants to encounter such an opponent!
Every one of them is brave and not afraid of death! There are no other tricks, just toughness!
But they just can afford it!
Putting himself in his shoes... Huo Churan couldn't help but his calf trembled, feeling that his leg was broken.
Qiu Yunshang's eyes were dull, and the corners of his mouth were twitching. He couldn't help but move his legs, and his mouth felt dry.
Even the two referee coaches on the stage had dull eyes and bared teeth.
After imagining a scene where he and his opponent of the same level were kicking each other like this, I couldn't help but feel the pain in my teeth. I moved my legs quietly and swallowed.
Whether it is a battle in the martial arts academy or elsewhere, it is difficult to encounter such a scene where thunder from the sky colludes with the fire on the earth.
...
Boom, boom, boom...
The two collided with more than 300 legs, and shouted: "Roar!"
They turned over and retreated in unison.
Then he quickly approached and raised his left leg again. The two left legs replaced the right leg, and they collided hard together again.
Boom boom boom...
Under the ring, a group of busybodies were counting.
"Three hundred and seventy-eight! Three hundred and seventy-nine!..."
Gradually, tens of thousands of people shouted and counted together: "Four hundred and fifty-one... Four hundred and fifty-seven..." The
ground shook.
Although they were all watching the fun, everyone was shouting slogans with admiration in their eyes.
These two people, in this battle, almost won the admiration of the whole school.
Putting aside his strength and cultivation, such a man's fighting style is really rare.
There is no fake collision.
We are all martial arts practitioners, how can we not know what it feels like? For ordinary people, let alone more than 300 kicks in a row, they would have to change their moves after a dozen or so collisions.
Can't hold on.
I couldn't help but have a thought in my heart: If I were on the battlefield, I would be very relieved to be companions with these two people. ——This is the warrior's intuition: Anyone who can fight like this is not a coward!
The roaring sound in the arena continued, and the people below shouted the numbers louder and louder.
I kept shouting until seven hundred and sixty-three!
The two people on the ring shouted loudly at the same time and flew back!
This retreat was extremely far.
Everyone arrived at the edge of the ring.
Fang Che staggered and stood firmly.
Mo Ganyun over there also staggered, his right leg softened, and he knelt directly on the ground, then immediately bounced up and stood firmly.
The two gritted their teeth and smiled at each other.
Fang Che's smile was particularly gentle and warm: "Are you enjoying it?"
Seeing this gentle smile, everyone felt a strong sense of disobedience. The guy who was as crazy as King Kong just now was really this man with a gentle smile and a warm and gentle voice?
"Enjoyable!"
Mo Ganyun laughed loudly. He was young, but he had a kind of heroic spirit.
His laughter faded, but he turned around and said to the referee instructor neatly: "I lost!"
"You lost?" Fang Che was surprised?
Everyone is also wondering, where did you lose?
It's clearly evenly matched.
Mo Ganyun said: "If you lose, you lose. There is nothing you can't admit. I know how much effort I put into my boxing and kicking skills. But you are definitely not the same as me. And..." Mo Ganyun laughed loudly:
" If we continue to fight, neither of us will win the championship. If we don't win, we can't take advantage of others, so I will save some energy for you."
Fang Che smiled sincerely: "I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful. "
That's right!"
Mo Ganyun said with a smile: "Besides, I will still learn from you in the future, but I can't offend you now!"
His words had a profound meaning.
Fang Che's eyes flashed and he understood instantly. I admired in my heart that this guy has really good vision, so he said: "Okay!"
He didn't even say a few words of humility.
But Mo Ganyun's eyes lit up, and he didn't feel dissatisfied at all. He said expectantly: "It's a deal!"
"It's a deal!"
Mo Ganyun laughed loudly and jumped off the stage. When he got off the stage, he almost lost his balance. He let out a muffled groan and immediately rolled up his trousers. He saw that his whole leg was bruised and swollen in some places, and the muscles were split and bleeding. He grinned and rubbed it: "It hurts so much." I'm fucked...I'm fucked! It's so hard, so hard!"
"Fang Che, you are such a beast... It's the first time in so many years that I've encountered such a tough guy like you." ......... [Follow-up
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